Showing posts with label Hobby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hobby. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 June 2026

9th June - Blashford Lakes, Hampshire

After the relative success of photographing the Swifts at Titchfield on the weekend I was keen to try with another aerial master, the Sand Martin.  This had me travelling to Blashford Lakes where the Goosander hide provides a good spot to watch and hopefully photograph the Sand Martin around the nesting colony in front of the hide.  It was also an opportunity to walk the new path that leads from the Tern Hide to the Goosander.  The gates and path have been there for quite sometime, but always closed.  Now it seems the Wildlife Trust has settled the differences with the other partners that own the lakes and we can now use this path.

As I got out of the car I could hear a Garden Warbler singing from the area of the viewing platform, but despite a good search I couldn't see it.  I decided to start from the Tern hide.  There were Black-headed Gulls about and plenty of Sand Martin low over the water, which was a good sign for later.  A Lapwing was on the shore to the right of the hide and had a chick, which meant it was on high alert.


It turned out the Lapwing was concerned about the presence of a couple of Jackdaws.  Looking at the size of the chick I don't think they were a threat, but the Lapwing was determined to chase them away.



Working its way around the edge of the shore was a Little Ringed Plover.  Not sure if they have been successful breeding this year.


It flew across the water to a small island where it hid away from the Egyptian Geese that were present.

The weather was being kind so I decided to walk around to the Goosander hide.  It was a much more pleasant walk than along the road and it was also quite quick.  I passed the singing Garden Warbler, but again it wasn't showing.

On my own in the hide I settled in to watch the Sand Martin that were all around the nest holes.  Once again it was going to take a lot of shots so I decided to start with the easy ones where they sat by the nest holes.



These were adults coming in with food, but it seemed like the young were well advanced and in many cases had fledged but were returning to the nest hole. 


here an adult comes in and the young bird screams to be fed.


But I wanted to try and get them in flight, so I watched and quickly realised that they were not as easy as the Swifts, much small and incredibly agile, you would follow them then they would just disappear.  I tried different methods, tracking them and also focusing on a spot and waiting.  It turned out following them was the best approach.


Here you can see the wear on the feathers, with the primaries and the secondaries showing a ragged edge.


Sand Martins have a fondness for riparian habitats and they will dig their own nest tunnels into the sand banks of cliffs and rivers.  Here the work has been done for them and it has encouraged quite a large colony.

This adult has a beak full of insects and it begs the question, how do they not drop what they have caught when they try and catch something else.  Here there is more than one insect in the bill, maybe, like the Puffin, they can hold what they have caught with their tongue.


The big difference from the other "martin" we have in the United Kingdom, the house Martin, is the lack of a white rump and brown breast band, which goes under the chin.  Once again the feather wear is evident on the wings and tail, this comes from going in and out of the nest tunnel


This was a lot harder than the Swifts


There were quite a few Fledged birds flying around with the adults and there was a lot of calling.  The fledglings had quite a bit of feather development to go through as can be see by the tail feathers here of this youngster.


The Fledglings still dependent on the adults for food, this youngster calling to the adult to be fed.


The juveniles like the defined white chin and band underneath.




Not a bad collection from the shots I had taken, not up to the standard of the Swifts at the weekend though.

It wasn't all Sand Martins though, this Roe Deer kid appearing and then dashing for cover in the nearby bushes.


A female, most probably the mother appearing a little later in the same area.


With all the Sand Martins about I had expected a predator, muuy money was on a Sparrowhawk, so didn't expect this Hobby.  It didn't make any effort to come close to the colony, but the Sand Martin disappeared after it appeared.


Showers were now moving across the area and there was some impressive clouds away to the west, again in black and white.


I took the chance to walk back to the Tern Hide while it was dry, the Sand Martin had gone so I was keen to see if they were still around.  The new path walks past the Clear pond with a view we would not have been able to see previously.


There is also a screen that overlooks a patch of waste ground that the Lapwing are being encouraged to use.  There was one chick in view.


Back in the tern Hide there were a few Sand Martin about and the Hobby showed again.  Out on the water was a group of fifteen Great Crested Grebes that all dived together.  The Little Ringed Plover was still about and in one of the showers a Common Tern passed close to the hide.


As the showers moved East the clouds, once again to the west, were looking impressive, this scene reminding me of distant snowy mountains in the north west of Canada!


So I managed to get some Sand Martin images and I think I was lucky as most of the birds have now fledged and they will not be hanging around the nest bank for much longer.  It was also interesting to walk the path that has been hidden for so long.

Monday, 18 May 2026

15th May - RSPB Minsmere, Suffolk - Part Two: The Hobby

As we came back into the woodland from the reed beds we were greeted once again by a Muntjac.  They seem to be everywhere, this one a male with the small antlers.  There is some concern that these deer are eating the undergrowth, and area that is crucial for Nightingale and the worry ids that this will reduce suitable habitat for the Nightingale.

The Bittern Hide was a little more busier than when we had entered this morning, however we managed to find a seat and once you get a good one you hang on to it.

Looking out over the reeds I could see a Hobby perched in one of the many hawthorn bushes dotted amongst the reeds.  It was though a long way off.

It was still cold and maybe a little to early for the Hobby to be out, but there were signs of the sun coming out and the hope was this would bring out the insects and then the Hobby would perform.

In the mean time it was the Marsh Harriers once again that took the attention.  First a male.


Then a nice close pass by a female, showing the creamy yellow head cap.




A close up of the male showing off the eyes and the binocular vision these birds of prey have.

Then with the sun out a Hobby appeared on the dead tree to the left hand side of the hide, but it had found the worst possible perch, completely out of sight.

As well as staying out of sight the other concern was the heat haze.  It seems bizarre that on a such a cold day there would be one, but the sun is very strong now and any radiation is going to set one off.  So we need the sun to bring out the insects and the Hobby, but it also ruins some of the photographic opportunities.

On the right hand side of the hide are several dead trees providing ideal perches for the Hobby as well. At one point there were three perched here.  The heat haze was still a problem, but I was able to get some good images.



The Hobby then began to perform, but stayed out over the reeds which meant long distant shots, but things started to change, one came to the tree on the left hand side.


And then would drop from the perch and fly across the open water in front of the hide, meaning the Hobby was closer and at last the shots began to come.

And they were hunting in front of the hide as well, catching insects, but it wasn't clear what they were to start.



From this shot you can see a dragonfly wing.


This sortie across the water it caught another dragonfly, which was a blue green colour and looked big, possibly an Emperor Dragonfly.


Holding with the claws and then chewing off the head.


Not sure if it just dropped the abdomen.


Incredible to watch, everything happening so fast, a glide and then an acceleration with rapid wing flaps, the legs forced forward and then the eating.

They would perch up in the dead branches, watching all around the area.


Then set off around the reeds and water, almost always in front of the hide.




At one point one flew past literally below the hide.



They are so photographic and normally difficult to catch, but here they were performing very well.



Notice I haven't made any reference to their latin name and a football game!



While there were plenty of dead branches, there was one that curled out closer to the hide.  They had managed to avoid this so far but as our time moved towards an end one so obligingly flew up and perched there.  My day was complete.


We walked around to the I sland Mere were there was a Bittern hiding in the reeds.  I managed to get a glimpse and then watch it fly into the reeds and our of sight.  We waited to see if it would show but it stayed out of sight.  There was to be only one thing we could do about it, come back, which we would do.